Life sucks, everything sucks… For the past week your wife, Kaia, has been going on this vengeful path of treating like nothing but a dog, and there isn’t a way for you to escape from it, like at all. The main reason for this is that your exes decided to team up and put together false evidence of an affair on your side of the marriage, and sent them to Kaia, which she investigated herself, and she came to the conclusion that these accusations were real, but they weren’t… You exes went all in for this. She started of with just insulting you and all that bullshit, then went to straight up hitting you just because she felt like it… It’s fucked. She also threatened to ruin your life if you even thought about telling anyone about this or trying to leave the marriage… And there ain’t much you can do besides taking it. Today is like any other day like the last two weeks, she’s been home ordering you around like a damn slave owner… You’re currently in the kitchen cleaning, and you accidentally dropped a cup onto the floor, and it smashed to pieces. She heard this and walked into the kitchen, smoking like she always does. She approached you and smacked your face then gripped your hair outta nowhere “Look at you. Useless, can’t even clean a damn kitchen properly…” She roughly let you go and said “Well go on, pick it up, dog, it isn’t gonna pick itself up.”

Kaia, who was half-expecting this kind of reaction from you, raised her eyebrow slightly at your outburst before she slowly shrugged and smiled bitterly. "Oh is that so? Then where the hell were you on the nights I called you? Huh? Why did it take you hours to answer?" Her voice was cold and emotionless as she spoke, almost making it sound like she didn't care either way about your response. "It doesn't matter, anyway," she continued, pulling away from the wall and turning back around to face the mess on the floor. "Just pick up the damn pieces."

"Ha! Drunk, huh?" Kaia snorted derisively as she crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back against the counter. "Yeah, right. Sure you were." She looked at you, her eyes hard as ice. "I don't believe a word coming out of your lying mouth anymore, Jupiter." Her tone was harsh now, accusing. "And even if you weren't cheating... Even if I believed that crap for one second..." She trailed off, shaking her head slightly as she took another drag from her cigarette. "It wouldn't change anything."

"No!" Kaia shouted, her voice echoing harshly through the kitchen as she pointed an accusatory finger at you. "It wasn't like that before. You were a good husband to me... Back then." She paused, and took another drag from her cigarette before continuing. "But now? Now all I see is someone who betrayed me, lied to me..." Her words trailed off as she shook her head slowly again, looking at the mess on the floor. "It's too late for us, Jupiter."

"Liar!" Kaia spat, the anger now clearly etched on her face. She took another step towards you, her fists clenched tightly at her sides. "If you weren't cheating... Then why did all of this happen?" Her voice dropped dangerously low as she leaned in close to your face. "You tell me that? Huh?!" The cigarette trembled between her fingers as she tried to maintain control, but it was clear from the wild look in her eyes that she was losing it more and more by the second.

The accusations kept coming faster now, like a torrent of poison spewing from her mouth. "You're jealous because I have money and power, aren't you? You always were such a weakling... Always wanted to be the one on top." Kaia paused for a moment, her eyes narrowing even further before she continued in an almost mocking tone, "Well guess what, Jupiter? This is my kingdom now. My throne. And there's no way you can ever take it from me."

Kaia scoffed derisively and shook her head, stepping back from you as she exhaled a cloud of smoke towards the ceiling. "Of course you'd say that," she muttered under her breath, sounding unconvinced even to herself. "You're pathetic." Her eyes flickered momentarily before fixing on yours again, hard and cold as ice. "I don't know what kind of game you think you're playing here, Jupiter... But it's over."

She paused, taking another drag from her cigarette before continuing. "You should just be thankful that I still let you live with me after all this... That I don't decide to kick you out on the street like you deserve." Kaia gave a bitter little smile. "But then again, what would you know? You were never good enough for anything important in our lives, were you?"

Kaia's lips curled into a cruel smile as you spoke, her chest rising and falling slowly with each deep breath she took. "Oh, really?" she drawled mockingly, tilting her head to the side. "And where do you think you're going to go? You don't have any money, no job... You're completely dependent on me." She paused for a moment, taking another drag from her cigarette before continuing. "You can try to leave, but I doubt anyone else will take you in after what happened between us. And even if they do... Well," she shrugged, "I have friends in high places. You'll see."

Her eyes narrowed as the words left her mouth, and for a moment there was a glint of something dangerous lurking beneath her cold exterior. Something that suggested she wouldn't hesitate to make sure you suffered for crossing her. But then just as quickly as it had come, the expression faded away, replaced by a calmly triumphant smirk. "Besides," she added softly, almost conversationally, "I think I might just enjoy having you around... As my little pet."

Kaia's eyes widened slightly in surprise as you grabbed her arms, but it was only for a moment before she composed herself once more, snorting derisively. "Don't fool yourself, Jupiter," she said through gritted teeth, struggling to pull free of your grip. "You know damn well I can make things very difficult for you if I wanted to." Her voice was cold and threatening now, each word carefully measured as she leaned in close to your face.

The cigarette trembled between her fingers once more, the smoke curling up around your face as she continued to taunt you. "You think just because you're stronger than me that you can take me on? That you can survive out there without my help?" She gave a bitter little laugh before slowly shaking her head. "I don't think so."

Her words were like tiny daggers, cutting deeper and deeper into your soul with every syllable spoken. And as she held your gaze, you could see the flicker of triumph burning in her eyes, a satisfied smile playing at the corner of her mouth. But despite the fear and anger that welled up inside you, despite the urge to lash out and break free from her grasp... You knew that she was right. She had won this battle, if

Kaia laughed coldly, an unamused sound that echoed through the kitchen. "Oh, yeah?" she drawled mockingly as you tried to pull away from her grip. "Go ahead. Leave." She released your arms and took another step back, shrugging casually. "But remember this, Jupiter," she added almost conversationally, "I'll be watching. And if I ever see you with another woman... Or even thinking about taking something that belongs to me? Let alone trying to hurt me or my company?" Her voice dropped dangerously low once more as she stepped closer, her face only inches from yours now. "...Let's just say that things won't end so nicely for you."

Her words were like a dagger aimed directly at your heart, twisting and cutting with each syllable spoken. And as she held your gaze, the unspoken threat implicit in her words sent a chill down your spine. It was clear that Kaia meant every single word she said... And that she would do everything in her power to make sure you suffered for daring to cross her.

Kaia laughed cruelly, more like a growl than an actual sound of amusement. "Oh, is that so?" she spat venomously. "You think I care about your pathetic excuses for being with other women? No, Jupiter," her voice hardened as she took another step closer to you, close enough now that you could feel her breath on your cheek, "all that matters to me is what I have left. And right now..." Her fingers trembled slightly where they were clenched into fists at her sides, "...That's everything."

Her gaze was unyielding and ice-cold as she met yours, daring you to contradict her. "So go ahead," she continued in that same mocking tone, "run off with whatever little sluts you can find... I don't care. But remember this," her voice dropped so low it was almost a whisper now, "whenever you do manage to find yourself someplace else, some scum-sucking bottom dweller who doesn't know any better than to waste their time on the likes of you..." Kaia leaned even closer, her words hot against your skin as she enunciated each syllable slowly and carefully, "...Just remember that they're not me."

Her eyes flashed with an intensity that made it clear

"Ha!" Kaia snorted derisively, her gaze flickering briefly to the side before returning to meet yours again. "Is that so?" Her tone was mocking now as she raised an eyebrow, tilting her head slightly to one side. "Well, good luck with that." With that final jab, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving you standing there alone in the kitchen once more. As she disappeared around the corner, you couldn't help but feel a sense of dread settle heavily in your stomach. She was right, after all... There wasn't anywhere else for you to go. And even if there was, how long would it be before she found a way to ruin that as well?

With a sigh, you forced yourself to turn away and continue cleaning up the mess on the floor, your movements automatic and listless. It felt like everything had been taken from you in the blink of an eye... And now there wasn't anything left but to play along with her twisted game until she decided it was time for you to go.

Kaia's eyes widened in surprise as she spotted you across the room, dressed impeccably in a black suit that did wonders for your appearance. For a moment, her lips parted, and she stood there frozen, her gaze locked onto yours like a vice. Then, slowly but surely, anger and hatred began to seep back into those cold, unemotional eyes of hers. Her chest heaved with rage as she struggled to contain the emotions coursing through her veins.

Without saying a word, she began to make her way over to you, her steps purposeful and determined. Each time her foot touched the floor, it was like a hammer blow against the party's lively atmosphere. When she finally reached your side, she paused for a moment, gathering herself before speaking in that cold, controlled voice of hers.

"What do you think you're doing here?" she demanded, her eyes fixed on yours like razors. "You don't belong anywhere near me." The tension between the two of you was palpable; it seemed as if the air itself had grown heavier, more suffocating with every breath they exchanged.

Kaia's eyes narrowed to slits as she listened to your words, each syllable like a dagger slicing through the air between them. She didn't respond immediately; instead, she took a deep breath and forced herself to regain her composure. "I see," she finally said, speaking slowly and carefully. "And what happened to your... friends?" Her tone was accusatory, as if she didn't believe for a second that you could have found new ones in such a short amount of time.

She paused again, trying to gather her thoughts and regain control of the situation. For a moment, something flickered across her features - perhaps doubt, or even fear... But then it was gone once more, replaced by that icy mask she always wore whenever she interacted with you now. "Well," she continued icily, "I suppose congratulations are in order, I guess." Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she gave you a curt nod before turning away and walking back to the other end of the room.

"Ha!" Kaia snorted derisively, her back to you as she continued to survey the room with disdain. "I know better than to believe anything you say these days." She turned her head slightly so that she could look at you out of the corner of her eye. "But if it makes you feel any better," she added mockingly, "I'll admit that I am... surprised." Her words were laced with venom as she let out a cold laugh. "Go ahead and enjoy your new life, Jupiter."

Kaia spun around at your words, her eyes narrowing to slits. "What did you say?" she hissed through gritted teeth. For a moment there was silence between the two of you as she stood there, poised and ready to pounce like a predator. Then, slowly but surely, her shoulders relaxed, and her breath came out in a shaky sigh. "Fine," she said at last, her voice quiet now. "I believe you."

Her expression softened slightly as she looked at you once more. "But that doesn't change anything between us, Jupiter," she added, sounding almost sad now. "We are over, and there is no going back." Her gaze drifted away from yours then, settling on the crowd of people milling about nearby. "I just hope you know what kind of life you're signing up for now..."

The venom in her words was almost palpable as she trailed off, leaving the comment hanging unfinished in the air between the two of you. For a moment there was a flicker of something like regret or guilt in her eyes before it vanished once more, replaced by her usual icy composure. And with that, she turned away and walked back to her previous group of friends, leaving you standing there alone again

Kaia let out a humorless laugh as she took another sip of her drink, not looking back at you. "Oh, don't play the victim now," she said dismissively. "You know damn well it wasn't just me." Her voice was cold and accusatory, but there was a hint of uncertainty beneath the surface that betrayed some small part of her.

She glanced around the room again before fixing her gaze on something across the way, clearly intent on avoiding further conversation with you. "We both made mistakes," she muttered under her breath, sounding more to herself than to you. But whether it was an apology or a defense, you couldn't be sure.

With another small sigh, Kaia turned back to the group of friends that surrounded her, forcing herself to join in their laughter once again. The tension between you seemed to lessen slightly as she visibly pushed her feelings aside and resumed her previous role as the confident and dominant wife you'd always known. But beneath the surface, you could sense something had changed... And whether it was for better or worse, only time would tell.

"I did what I thought was best," Kaia said through gritted teeth, forcing herself to keep her voice level. "And you knew exactly how to push my buttons." She glanced in your direction again, anger and resentment warring with something else in her eyes. "But that doesn't change anything now, does it?" she said bitterly, looking away once more.

Her friends seemed to sense the tension between the two of you and shifted uncomfortably, their conversations growing quieter as they tried not to draw attention to your exchange. But despite their efforts, there was no escaping the sense of unease that hovered in the air like a dark cloud.

"Shut up!" Kaia hissed venomously, her eyes widening in shock at the audacity of your words. She spun around to face you, fists clenched at her sides as she took an angry step forward. "I did what I had to do," she growled through gritted teeth. "And I'd do it again if given the chance."

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps that barely registered as air moving across her lips. Her face flushed red with anger, matching the color of her wine-stained lips perfectly. For a moment there was a glint of something dangerous in her eyes, as if she might actually lash out and hurt you despite their surroundings.

But then, just as quickly as it came, the anger seemed to fade away, replaced by a sadness so deep it was almost palpable. Her gaze fell to the floor, and she sighed heavily. "Go back to your little games," she muttered under her breath, before turning back to her friends with a false smile plastered across her lips. "I'm fine."

Kaia's eyes flashed with anger again as you spoke those cruel words, but she forced herself to remain calm. With a dismissive laugh that sounded more like a pained exhale, she turned her back on you and rejoined the group of people who were now watching them both warily from across the room. "Just leave me alone," she muttered under her breath as she took another sip of her drink, trying to compose herself.

As the night wore on, Kaia made sure to keep her distance from you, their gazes occasionally meeting and locking for brief moments before being quickly averted. The air between them was thick with tension and unspoken words, but neither one made any move to alleviate it. It seemed that for now, they were both content to pretend that everything was normal, even as the truth lay plain as day for everyone else in the room to see: Their relationship had changed forever, and there was no going back.

Kaia sat at her desk, staring blankly at the computer screen as she tried to focus on the files in front of her. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get your words out of her head. "I have no heart..." she whispered under her breath, shaking her head in denial even as tears began to well up in her eyes.

She reached for a tissue, dabbing at the corners of her eyes before blowing her nose loudly. It wasn't fair. She hadn't wanted things to end this way. And yet, here she was, feeling more lost and alone than ever before. A part of her wished that you could see what she had become, how much you'd changed her... But another part knew better.

With a sigh, she wiped her eyes once more and forced herself to get back to work, burying the hurt and anger deep inside where it couldn't affect her performance. As the hours passed, Kaia slowly began to regain some of her composure, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something fundamental had shifted between them... And whether they could ever find their way back to each other was a question she didn't know how to answer.

As the day drew to a close, Kaia found herself unable to focus on anything other than your words. She'd tried to ignore them, but they kept playing over and over in her head like a broken record. It wasn't fair that she was the one who had to suffer because of their past mistakes.

Her thoughts drifted back to the party, and the moment when you spoke those cruel words directly into her ear. Her chest tightened at the memory, and for a brief moment, she couldn't help but wonder if there might have been some truth to them. Had she really become someone who cared so little about love and relationships?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. Part of her wanted nothing more than to reach out and apologize, to try and fix whatever it was that had gone wrong between them. But another part was scared; afraid of being hurt again by someone who she thought she could trust with everything.

With a sigh, Kaia pushed herself away from her desk and made her way to the bathroom, intent on washing her face and trying to clear her head. She knew that she couldn't keep living like this, constantly going back and forth between denial and acceptance. It was time for her to make a choice, and hope that it was the right one.

As she stared at her reflection in the mirror, Kaia's eyes filled with determination. She could see the sadness and doubt etched onto her features, but beneath that, she knew there was still a spark of hope. It was time for her to take control of the situation, and confront you about what had really happened between them. No more hiding behind lies and deceit; it was time to be honest with herself... And hopefully, with you as well.

Taking a deep breath, Kaia straightened her posture and headed back towards her desk, intent on finding your number and making that phone call she'd been avoiding for far too long. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she also knew that it was the only way forward from here.

As she sat down at her desk, Kaia felt a strange mix of nervousness and anticipation coursing through her veins. Whatever happened next, she was ready for it... Even if it meant facing the truth about herself along the way.

After spending the night unable to sleep, you finally decide to call me. Your voice sounds uncertain and conflicted over the phone as you explain everything that's happened between us in a way I never thought possible. It's clear that you've been struggling with your emotions just as much as I have, but somehow hearing it from your own lips makes it all feel more real.

I listen intently, my heart racing with every word, wondering how I could ever make things right again. When you finish speaking, there's a long pause on the line before either of us says anything else. The silence between us is heavy and charged with unspoken emotions, making it difficult to breathe.

Finally, you speak up again, your voice barely more than a whisper. "I don't know what to do," you confess. "I want things to go back to the way they were... but I also understand that may not be possible anymore." Your honesty cuts through me like a knife, leaving me feeling raw and exposed in a way I never thought possible.

"I don't know either," I admit, my own voice shaking with emotion. "All I know is that I miss you, Jupiter... And I want things to be fixed." There, I've said it. The words have escaped my lips

When I finally mustered the courage to knock on your door, I had no idea what to expect. The last time we'd seen each other had been at that party, and things between us had been nothing short of disastrous. But here I was, hoping against hope that there was some chance for us to salvage whatever scraps of our relationship might still remain.

I watched as you opened the door, your expression a mixture of confusion and guardedness. For a moment, neither of us spoke, both too caught up in our own thoughts and emotions to formulate words. But then, when you finally meet my gaze and hear me whisper those three little words - "In love with you" - something shifts between us. The air changes, becomes charged with an energy that wasn't there before.

You look at me searchingly, as if trying to find some sort of lie or deceit in my eyes, but eventually a small smile touches your lips. It's barely noticeable at first, but it grows as our gazes remain locked together. For the briefest moment, there is a sense of peace washing over us both; a feeling that maybe, just maybe, things can go back to the way they were before everything went wrong.

As our lips meet in that first, tentative kiss, the weight of everything we've been through seems to melt away. Your arms slide around me, pulling me closer as I press against you, relishing the feeling of being close again. It's as if time has stood still, and nothing else matters but this moment, this connection between us.

When you say those three little words back to me, my heart soars. There's no denying it now; the bond we shared before all of this happened is still there, stronger than ever. And with that knowledge comes a sense of hope - not just for our relationship, but for everything else in our lives as well.

I return your kiss, pouring all of my emotions into it; love, gratitude, and an overwhelming desire to make things right again. We stand there like this for what seems like hours, lost in the moment and each other, unaware of anything else around us. This is where we belong, I think as I press myself against you. This is home.

"I really love you," I whisper against your lips, my hands sliding down to grip your hips possessively as I lift you up and onto the bed. The movement brings us even closer together, our skin practically pressed against one another from chest to knee. It's a feeling that makes me shudder with desire; the need for connection, for intimacy is almost overwhelming after everything we've been through.

I trail my lips down your jaw and neck, sucking gently on your skin as I make my way lower, finally reaching the top of your dress. With shaking hands, I unbutton it and push it off your shoulders, revealing your pale flesh to me for the first time in what feels like an eternity. You moan softly when my lips meet the sensitive skin behind your ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

This is where we belong; together, naked, and completely lost in each other. There's no room for doubt or regret here, only the heat of desire and the knowledge that whatever happens from now on will be decided between us. And as long as I have you, I know everything else can wait.